If you have a frownie, eat a brownie
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prozdvoices:

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Hello! Maybe you can try to voice act this post coolscar(.)tumblr(.)com/post/79812059603/cyandye-coolscar-mr-krabs-voice-secret

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I don’t do a particularly good impression of either character, but OH WELL, DID IT ANYWAY.

hecallsmepineappleprincess:

I died laughing for 8 million years

shitshilarious:

dztriple:

svalts:

but yeah I died

So

Is that a pissed face because of the color pun, or is it because he played Mr. Pink in Pulp Fiction

I mean it works on a few levels

Just saying

Shut up

aimso:

Apparently how people feel after waking up from naps.

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How I feel after waking up from naps.

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simpledisneythings:

An Arabian Nights slumber party… that Kuzco crashes fashionably late.

heyfunniest:

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basedgaben:

My dad credits this as his favorite photo of me.
When I was younger, I was very socially anxious. I hated crowds, hated attention, hated being up on stage. In preschool there was this little Halloween show that we put on, and man, I did not want to do that shit, let me tell you. All those parents watching me sing some stupid song? Nah, that ain’t me.
But I was forced to, and I was pissed about it. My dad was in the audience, taking pictures and enjoying the show. In that moment, I swear, my tiny four year old was pure rage and resentment. I felt the word “fuck” years before I knew what it was.
My dad pointed the camera at me, and I turned, and I looked. I gave him the look that summed up all the anger, all the absolute fury that was brewing inside me. He says that he had never before seen such a perfect depiction of total and complete hatred. In his four year old son.
To this day whenever I get pissed, he calls me “Buzz Lightyear”.

basedgaben:

My dad credits this as his favorite photo of me.

When I was younger, I was very socially anxious. I hated crowds, hated attention, hated being up on stage. In preschool there was this little Halloween show that we put on, and man, I did not want to do that shit, let me tell you. All those parents watching me sing some stupid song? Nah, that ain’t me.

But I was forced to, and I was pissed about it. My dad was in the audience, taking pictures and enjoying the show. In that moment, I swear, my tiny four year old was pure rage and resentment. I felt the word “fuck” years before I knew what it was.

My dad pointed the camera at me, and I turned, and I looked. I gave him the look that summed up all the anger, all the absolute fury that was brewing inside me. He says that he had never before seen such a perfect depiction of total and complete hatred. In his four year old son.

To this day whenever I get pissed, he calls me “Buzz Lightyear”.

satanicmingledotcum:

thewalkingdelrey:

i will always find a way out

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